The Lonely Dragon

Who says forest fires are bad?

When I first experienced my quirk, I set the neighborhood ablaze. Over time I learned to control preexisting fires and create new ones. I also have some weaponry to help me in battle. My weapon of choice is Ahi Ma, or White Fire. It is a double edged long sword of crimson beauty, with a hilt adorned with rubys, sapphires, and emeralds. It helps me control and focus my fire so I can shoot waves or orbs of fire.Its sheath lays flat on my back and has an edge to be used as an extra blade, or can expand to be a shield. I almost always have it with me, except I was rushed this morning thanks to Wuru's hyperactivity. Thankfully he also forgot his weapon so he won't say anything about it. Time to go back home.
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Have you ever woken up as a wolf. No? It is less frightening than you would think. You feel a bit loopy to start, and movement is complicated at first, but you get used to it. It also makes sure that you never lose a race, like the one in having with Rouge right now in our way back to the house. My weapon is the Pango Niho Rei, or Black Fang. The Black Fang is a suit of armor for my wolf form, that transforms into a black beauty when I'm on two legs. The suit becomes a sleek black staff with blades on both ends, that can split into two short double edged blades. Oh and it was struck by lightning, so it can now store eletrical energy and release it in varying forms, but when I release the energy, it needs to recharge. This ability has help in many situations, and is not to be taken lightly.
When we finally arived home we snagged our weapons and ran back to the arena. The arena is a makeshift battle ground with only one rule; no killing. It is a flat section of land in the middle of nowhere and has a highly flamible wooden fence surrounding it. So, not the safest place with Rouge around. It may have gone up in flames a few times. Anyways, many people come here to spar on a daily basis. Hopefully I can find someone who can keep up with me.
Ugh, really?
What? Do you think I'm slow?
No, well, yes but that's not it. There are only two others here... That are still conscious and that are actual fighters.
I look up from Pango Niho Rei and see our oppostion. The Takiri brothers, ages 18 and 19. They think they're better than everyone else... Including us. That'll be their first mistake.
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When we made it to the fence around the arena, the brothers had launched their opponents out of the arena with their twin maces. (Yes, the cocky idiotic brothers both have maces. Smart choice.) As they turn around and accept their applause, I glare at them, a girl issueing a silient challenge. Wuru and I enter the arena, much to their dismay. We get in our combat position and countdown. Time to have some fun.